in nasty-ass-ass rug from like 1930. Why is that shit hanging over the balcony and the dripage could

potentially come onto my balcony? Well, you know, is it a problem really? I mean, are you out there?

Have you been dripped on? Have I been dripped on? I feel like no, because I'm not just standing out there

waiting for the drips. Neighbors are going to really work hard to get along sometimes, especially when they...

I just feel like just don't...

I mean, it's common courtesy.

Just don't have your shit hanging off the balcony.

And it's like really an obstruction of the view.

Like, oh, I want to look outside and look at the tree.

And now I'm looking at your nasty fucking rug.

Oh, now that's different.

They're like, look, you could see it. It's right there.

Yeah, I can see through the glass door there, and you have all the blinds closed.

Oh, yeah, they're always closed. Just in case.

To the view. That obstructs the view a little more than the rug, I think.

I know. From the smallest room in New York City comes a show that gives you a reason to live.

R. Kelly, the R. stands for real trouble for Russell, comma, Donnell, the manager of beleaguered Balladier, famous for urinating on children hiding in closets and believing he can fly.

Russell, comma, Donnell. 45, works every time.

Faces the possibility of taking 10 years off

from managing P.P. stars after he was arraigned

in Manhattan federal court.

Prosecutors say he threatened to shoot up a Manhattan theater

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